November 5: Honestly Not Sure

Hi friends. I’m having trouble knowing how to rejoice tonight. I am processing a lot of emotions and assessing my behaviors and responses, and despite all ways I’ve grown this past year, I still fall back on certain, undesirable patterns. Maybe like bouldering, I’ll celebrate the many good steps I’ve taken toward being a whole…

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The Little Pinecone

It was my fruit that gave her hope. I dropped it for her that summer day on Asbury Avenue, there on the rutted sidewalk between the small houses, the ones with their driveway folding chairs and roadside recycling bins, and the four sets of apartment buildings toward the end of the road. That’s where she…

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Maundy Thursday reflections: longing and hope

My heart is nearly broken with sorrow/ Remain here with me/ Stay awake and pray Tonight I shared in a remote Maundy Thursday service through the Anglican Diocese of the Upper Midwest’s Cathedral, which is sharing its social distanced Holy Week services with their many church plants due to COVID-19. Maundy Thursday is another name…

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My story: how fashion reflects my spirit

No matter your gender, you know what you think when you see something bright. And to me, this flash of color is symbolic of life. But I didn’t always appreciate that.

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DACA, the Wall, and the fall of Jericho

Hate evil, and love good, and establish justice in the gate; it may be that the Lord, the God of hosts, will be gracious to the remnant of Joseph. -Amos 5:15, ESV

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